Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 317



Episode 317: Memory (2)

Lethe’s blessing.

To be honest it was meaningful from the first time I heard that name.

It couldn’t have been just a coincidence that the efficacy of a drug with the same name as a goddess in Greek mythology called ‘forgetting’.

Oh of course I didn’t think much about it at the time.

Isn’t this a city where evil spirits reveal themselves and are active?

Even if that name came out of the player’s mouth there was nothing strange about it.

but….

‘I never thought that player would be me…’

Starting with the ‘bullshit’ that Felix Barker made earlier these incidents continue one after another so I can’t even laugh.

So it was a time when I was just in a daze.

“No but wait a minute….”

Ipaello stared at me suspiciously.

“How did you know about that drug? So far we have distributed test pieces to less than 20 people.”

Ah that.

“This time I heard that Felix Barker received the medicine from Seongju.”

“Hmm really?”

Despite the slightly skeptical look I proudly straightened my shoulders.

That’s because I didn’t lie at all.

In fact Felix Barker has Lethe’s blessing.

Well he didn’t tell me in detail but only told me that he received the elixir made by an alchemist as a reward from the lord of the castle.

“Well Seongju seems to be watching with interest recently so that might be the case.”

Without needing to make a long excuse Ipaello soon agreed.

Just curious about this one thing?

“But where did you hear the name Lethe’s Blessing?”

“Well I think that’s what they said. “I may have misheard.”

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“Hehe I guess they’ve already created a slang among themselves?”

Soon the doubt was erased from his eyes.

Therefore this is the end of this agenda.

I asked something I was secretly curious about.

“But is that medicine okay? “You said it was only recently made. Are there any other problems?”

“Don’t worry. “Except for the jagged range of memory loss there are no side effects.”

It’s jagged….

Apparently research hasn’t been done yet to mass produce it with the same performance.

“But considering what you’re using it for isn’t it a good thing that it’s like a side effect?”

“But isn’t it possible that I fed it and it was defective and ineffective?”

“That will rarely happen. “If the effect was too much it was too much. There were no defects even in the first test work.”

“The effect is too much?”

Like a scholar were you excited when the conversation shifted to your field of study? Paello asked me to wait a moment and brought out a box that had been stored in one corner of the workshop.

“Now this is the first elixir I made.”

The box he opened contained a pure white pill.

There were more than ten storage spaces but except for one all of them were empty.

“It looks like it’s twice as big as the one I saw.”

“Hehe it’s not just the size that’s big. “If you take one pill of this almost your entire life’s memories will be erased.”

“…what?”

Are you losing your memories for the rest of your life?

But then wouldn’t it be a bit much to call it defective?

Why did they use a prototype with better performance to mass produce it in the first place?

When asked out of pure curiosity Ipaello gave the answer like a researcher at a large company.

“Oh that’s because it costs a lot to produce one pill. “Seongju said that the pay wasn’t right.”

As an office worker this was a completely understandable reason.

‘Well since it was originally made to be used on witnesses erasing their memories for just a few days would have been enough to have an effect.’

After that I talked to Ipaello for about 5 more minutes and that was the end of our conversation for the day.

***

Time continues to pass the day before D-Day.

We checked the plan one last time.

After everything is done the question remains as to whether this can be called a plan…

What can I do? Whether it’s porridge or rice you have to try it first.

Anyway if I were to summarize the major parts of the plan it was as follows.

1. Infiltrate Yeongju Castle and seize the fragmentary records.

Please note that this process is my sole responsibility.

Anyway there won’t be many troops left in Yeongju Castle tomorrow? Amelia seems to think that my skills would be enough to rob an empty house.

Anyway while I was at the lord’s castle Amelia decided to stick close to her sister in her mite days….

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This is where planning problems arise.

2. After joining Amelia he took her sister and ran away.

That’s what I said but nothing has been decided properly in this process.

It’s an [unsound contract] that Felik Barker placed on Laura. Even if ‘that guy’ comes and solves it everything else from then on will have to be left to improvisation.

and….

3. Sister Lane Wales gained a new identity on earth and lived happily.

This is all we have planned.

To be honest I don’t think it will go well at all.

The problem is not that there are no details.

The only problem is that the most important part is missing.

[The time zone once observed does not change.]

No matter what you do in the past the future is the same and we have seen ample evidence of that.

Dwalkie and Raven.

The heart of a barbarian.

Plus Lethe’s blessing.

I already have this much but Amelia will add even more.

As each day goes by like a treadmill you must have felt déjà vu and recalled old memories several times.

Tuk.

Then something touched my forearm.

Turning her head to the side she saw Amelia holding out her bottle of liquor.

“…Drink it?”

“That’s right.”

“suddenly?”

When I said this in a ridiculous tone Amelia responded with an expressionless expression.

“Because the due date is tomorrow night.”

“No matter what it’s still like that….”

“I have something to tell you.”

Ah I should have said that a long time ago.

I took the bottle and uncorked her.

Still it was a little funny.

Before we start talking isn’t it true that he wants to make me drink since he can’t get drunk himself? Even if you are sober it may be easier to talk if the other person is drunk.

“Big….”

After gulping down half of her bottle straight she opened her mouth.

“So what do you have to say? “Is it important?”

“It’s not like that. But… I feel like I haven’t been able to talk to you properly lately.”

Amelia avoided her gaze as she said that.

You’re embarrassed now right?

“Uh… that’s right….”

For no reason even I feel embarrassed.

Oh is this because of the alcohol?

Wow this drink is really strong. I also write a lot.

Just as I was about to ask where on earth I got this kind of alcohol Amelia called me.

“Yandel.”

“You said we should use an alias at the dorm too?”

“It ends today anyway. Even if someone hears it there won’t be a problem.”

“…So why did you call me?”

“There is one thing I must tell you.”

After saying that Amelia quickly corrected her words.

“No more accurately it is an apology.”

“…apology?”

As soon as I heard it I felt something ominous.

And as always such premonitions did not go astray.

Tuk degurur.

The half-empty liquor bottle fell from his hand and rolled on the floor.

Ha somehow the alcohol was very bitter….

“What are you riding?”

When I asked Amelia putting her immobile arm on her thigh she still answered with an expressionless face.

“All the drugs I have that are not life-threatening.”

He looks like a real psychopath when he talks like that with that look on his face.

Aside from the chills running down my spine I was able to understand one thing.

‘So I didn’t mean to kill you.’

I swung the small emergency hammer that I carried around like a dagger on her thigh without mercy.

Sadly it didn’t work for her.

Huh!

Amelia leans her upper body back and her hammer slices through the air.

“I knew it would happen from the moment she put her hand down.”

Every time we fought they always made a surprise attack and now they seem to be able to clearly see what they are trying to do just by looking into my eyes.

“Nimiral.”

Her muscles gave out and she jumped up her upright body swaying and she was about to fall to the floor but Amelia was there to help her just in time.

Okay I knew that.

“Tsk…!”

From her supporting position she suddenly moved her arms and put pressure on Amelia’s neck.

The technical term is triangle choke.

However this woman was no pushover either.

Kwaang-!

A strong impact hit her temple and her body fell.

As she spun around two women appeared in front of her.

It seems like she summoned her body in that brief moment and threw a high kick…

‘That’s bad.’

In addition to being marinated by her drugs her head was also injured and her body could not move at all.

“…You’ve never had it easy.”

Amelia let out a laugh and picked me up from my collapse and laid me down on the bed.

And she just said what she wanted to say.

“sorry. “I guess I can’t be your colleague.”

I asked grabbing Amelia’s wrist as she turned her back with all her might.

“You… what on earth are you trying to do?”

Amelia didn’t answer.

She simply took my hand away and put on her equipment one by one with a stern look on her face that seemed to be going into her limbs.

and….

“When you wake up open the drawer.”

That was my last memory.

***

Amelia Lane Wales looked into the mirror.

Then he straightened her clothes and brushed her hair.

Her scar was revealed on the back of her ear where she had cut it off a long time ago.

If she wants to live a woman’s life her wounds will definitely be a flaw.

However this could not be called a price. Because I had to sacrifice more than this to stand here today.

“….”

But for some reason I can’t easily let go.

What is the reason?

Amelia stood in front of her mirror and observed her own feelings.

First of all she wasn’t afraid.

From that day on she realized that to her her life was nothing more than a means to her goal.

Even if you can’t change anything today and your life of decades of moving forward with only a goal ends in failure the same is true.

For her she is not afraid of failure.

If anything she was even closer to her salvation.

Because while I was running without stopping on the other hand I was desperately looking forward to that day. She only held on to the shield that said she would not give up until the very end.

What happens if you do it?

What on earth is holding me back?

“….”

Amelia turned her back.

She could see the barbarian sleeping.

She was sleeping peacefully oblivious to the world snoring all the time while making her devil-like face asking what she was trying to do.

plod trudge.

Amelia walked over to the bed and opened the nightstand drawer.

Then she put her pre-written note inside it and turned her back on it.

At that time I suddenly remembered a conversation we had a few months ago.

[If I succeed in rescuing your sister and go back to the original timeline I will solve all the restrictions.]

[······What if we solve it?]

[Then join my clan.]

Thinking about it again it didn’t make any sense.

Should I say that it doesn’t make sense realistically?

However if I were to imagine it I think it would have been quite enjoyable. Entering the labyrinth and exploring with this foolish man would be full of all kinds of accidents.

Yeah definitely…

“ah….”

Only then did Amelia realize why she couldn’t move her feet.

It was a shame.

Lingering about a future that will never come.

Trudging.

But emotions are just emotions.

If her own feet are heavy she just needs to apply more strength.

She didn’t stop walking.

Sigh.

Soon she took a moment to catch her breath in front of the door put strength in her hand and turned the doorknob. When she got out she saw that chaos had already begun.

“Boo fire!!”

Flames were rising in the eastern section.

Amelia moved quickly through the crowds that filled her street.

She lied to the man and told him it was tomorrow night….

The due date was today.